Shang Shixu grabbed Sang Luo's strength and didn't let go. He lifted him up like a little rabbit, gnashing his teeth.
"With Taoist Yu Heng who is famous all over the world, what are you doing with a useless senior brother like you?"
Sang Luo's eyes widened as he listened, and began to sing about Dou E's injustice.
"Elder brother, who said you are useless? Don't think so! I didn't say that!"
Shang Shixu snorted coldly and put Sang Luo down.
Sang Luo smiled flatteringly,
"Elder brother, you are the most powerful in our Xuanyuan Sect. There is no doubt about this. If you hadn't suddenly crippled yourself and rebuilt yourself more than ten years ago, you would have ascended to the upper world by now."
Shang Shixuan paused while listening,
"I can't ascend."
He is still self-aware of himself.
The reason why he has been unable to improve his cultivation level is because there is something wrong with his Taoist heart.
He couldn't find his own way.
Ever since that time in the Demon Realm, he recognized his own heart. After the collapse of the ruthless way, he could no longer find his own way.
Later, I practiced Taishang Wangqing Dao, but it was only because my master had practiced this Dao.
He can't forget it.
You can't really be too supreme and forget your feelings.
In fact, it should have stopped at Nascent Soul.
I've been stuck here all these years because I've been confused.
It was a mess that he couldn't cut through on his own, and couldn't even sort it out.
So I stuck to my laurels and exiled myself.
Even if you break through to the realm of gods, it is because of the battle between humans and demons, and you have to break through with spiritual power.
His Taoist heart has long since collapsed.
The combat power can be improved, but the cultivation level is stuck.
Sang Luo was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Shang Shixu in silence for a long time.
"Senior Brother, you still can't let go of Uncle Chuxue."
Shang Shixuan lowered his eyes,
"Can't let go."
From the moment she brought him back from limbo, he couldn't let her go.
That day, his family was destroyed and his clan was destroyed. If his master hadn't rescued him, he would have died somewhere long ago.
It was she who taught him the Taoism, taught him how to practice, and gave him everything. How could she let go?
To Shang Shixu, Murong Chuxue was everything to him.
Even if in her eyes, he is just a substitute, then she is everything to him.
In fact, the moment Yu Heng appeared that day, he collapsed for a moment.
It seems that everything I have been holding on to all these years has become empty.
All expectations and hopes have become a joke.
But so what?
Without Murong Chuxue, there would be no Shang Shixue.
This will never change.
Sang Luo held his chin up, listening to Shang Shixu talking about all this, and sighed several times.
"Senior brother, if you can't be a Taoist couple, you can still be a master and disciple. How about I use spiritual magic to pull out your love strings?"
The eldest brother looks smart, but in fact, he is a person who accepts death.
If they really compete, he may not be as cunning as his master.
Shang Shixu glanced at Sang Luo and decisively refused.
Sang Luo felt very troubled. One side was the master, the other side was the senior brother, one was the mentor, and the other was the eldest brother like father. This was so difficult to deal with.
The key is that sandwiched between them is the beautiful uncle she respected the most in her life and kept her distance.
"How about we kidnap Master morally?"
Sang Luo tilted his head, clenched his fists and said, "His moral values are too strong. He is too polite between master and disciple. Even if he likes him, he will definitely struggle for a long time. We will use this morality to kidnap him and make him hesitate.
If you are undecided, then you can take the opportunity to poach someone!"
(Small theater:
Shang Shixu grabbed Sang Luo's neck and held a small knife.
"Do you choose me or him?!"
Taoist Yuheng had a smile on his face, waiting for Sang Luo's answer.
Sang Luo: "Ah, let me die!"
The next moment, Sang Luo hits the wall and pretends to be fainted.)
Fourth update~
Small theater:
Shang Shixu grabbed Sang Luo's neck,
"Do you choose me or him?!"
Taoist Yuheng had a smile on his face, waiting for Sang Luo's answer.
Sang Luo: "Ah, let me die!"
The next moment, Sang Luo hit the wall and pretended to be fainted.